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Hope instantly sprang up in Luke, Lana’s heart remembered her feelings for him even if her mind did not, of that he had no doubt. He hung on to that as if his life depended on it and let the feelings he had for her show in his loving gaze. Lana straightened nervously as he advanced a step and tenderly caressed her cheek again.
“I wouldn’t mind,” he softly empathized, fully understanding her need, as it matched his own.
Lana was stunned by his blatant invitation. Who was he, that he could inspire her pulse to run so hot with desire? She wanted him to take her in his arms, to kiss her and feel the passion she saw in his hopeful blue eyes. The powerful draw to never be parted from him again was both enticing and frightening and made her feel guilty. Only her stubborn strength of will, not to be trapped by strange conflicting emotions she didn’t fully understand, gave her an avenue of escape. She took it, backing away from him, and then turned. Without even thinking she started for the door. It was a pure gut reaction, one that had made her momentarily forget her agreement in the medical center to remain with Luke, until Colonel Palmer said otherwise.
Still Luke hadn’t forgotten it. He stopped her, not with a reminder of her promise, but with a tender request. “Please, don’t leave.”
She told herself to keep moving but something in the sound of his voice held her in place, overriding the urge to pull free of him when he silently came up from behind and gently took her hand. Terell jumped into her mind, she would not betray him with this stranger. She shut her eyes and swallowed nervously when Luke lightly caressed her hair and softly whispered into her ear, “Stay with me.”
Luke knew that she must be thinking of Terell right now and told himself not to push her. Still his heart would not listen even as he felt her trembling at his familiarity. He leaned his head against hers and whispered a heartfelt confession to push the dead Alderaanian from her mind.
“I can’t breath without you, Alana. Please remember me.”

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This is an illustration done for a fan fic entitled 'Corellian Pledge.' There was no date on it but I think I did it in 2003, in pencil. I cleaned up the background in photo shop because pencil can be messy. That's why the background looks so clean. God forebid that Hamill should have an easy face to draw. From every angle he looks different and there was no photo reference for this picture. I love and hate to draw Luke. All in all though I am very happy with the feel of this piece.

Luke belongs to George Lucas.
Lana (aka Alana) belongs to me And herbelongs forever to Luke. It's a nasty circle I know.

Description
Hope instantly sprang up in Luke, Lana’s heart remembered her feelings for him even if her mind did not, of that he had no doubt. He hung on to that as if his life depended on it and let the feelings he had for her show in his loving gaze. Lana straightened nervously as he advanced a step and tenderly caressed her cheek again.
“I wouldn’t mind,” he softly empathized, fully understanding her need, as it matched his own.
Lana was stunned by his blatant invitation. Who was he, that he could inspire her pulse to run so hot with desire? She wanted him to take her in his arms, to kiss her and feel the passion she saw in his hopeful blue eyes. The powerful draw to never be parted from him again was both enticing and frightening and made her feel guilty. Only her stubborn strength of will, not to be trapped by strange conflicting emotions she didn’t fully understand, gave her an avenue of escape. She took it, backing away from him, and then turned. Without even thinking she started for the door. It was a pure gut reaction, one that had made her momentarily forget her agreement in the medical center to remain with Luke, until Colonel Palmer said otherwise.
Still Luke hadn’t forgotten it. He stopped her, not with a reminder of her promise, but with a tender request. “Please, don’t leave.”
She told herself to keep moving but something in the sound of his voice held her in place, overriding the urge to pull free of him when he silently came up from behind and gently took her hand. Terell jumped into her mind, she would not betray him with this stranger. She shut her eyes and swallowed nervously when Luke lightly caressed her hair and softly whispered into her ear, “Stay with me.”
Luke knew that she must be thinking of Terell right now and told himself not to push her. Still his heart would not listen even as he felt her trembling at his familiarity. He leaned his head against hers and whispered a heartfelt confession to push the dead Alderaanian from her mind.
“I can’t breath without you, Alana. Please remember me.”

***

This is an illustration done for a fan fic entitled 'Corellian Pledge.' There was no date on it but I think I did it in 2003, in pencil. I cleaned up the background in photo shop because pencil can be messy. That's why the background looks so clean. God forebid that Hamill should have an easy face to draw. From every angle he looks different and there was no photo reference for this picture. I love and hate to draw Luke. All in all though I am very happy with the feel of this piece.

Luke belongs to George Lucas.
Lana (aka Alana) belongs to me And herbelongs forever to Luke. It's a nasty circle I know.